Written for the Christmas Calendar Challenge #9 lights, and the OTP Boot Camp Challenge prompt #2 (agitated).

Happy Surprises

"You're really anxious aren't you?"

"Well… I can't help it. They are taking forever to tell us the results and even hint at what we should be expecting. I mean it's been ten bloody minutes!"

"We aren't the only people here either."

"Yeah well… we're the richest. We should go first."

"Come on now Draco, take a deep breath. We're going to love our child no matter what gender it is."

He stopped pacing, sighing as he looked at his wife, sitting in the hospital gown watching him. "No… I suppose you're right. I'm just eager."

"Well so am I. I've been wanting to know what gender our little one will be for ages now. But do you think we should look, really? A surprise could be more fun."

"Could we wait that long?"

"I don't know," Hermione chuckled, shrugging. "We're rather impatient people."

"Tell me about it."

"So don't be so agitated darling. We'll get there when we get there. We might decide we don't even want to know before the lady comes back."

"True." He sighed, sitting down again beside his wife. "I'm sorry love, I'm just excited. Agitated, but excited, just like when you told me we were going to have a baby."

"Trust me Draco, I remember that all too well."

He chuckled, grasping his wife's hand. "I know. I think maybe the lights are getting to me. I can't believe St. Mungo's is testing out this muggle technology. It's practically blinding."

Hermione laughed. "Yes, electricity does that. It can be rather blinding at times."

"And muggles are okay with that?"

"Well, it's what we're used to. It's not that awful to a muggle. We're used to these types of lights."

"Well that's just awful. Muggles are going to go blind."

"Hey now-"

They were interrupted as the door opened, a woman stepping in. She smiled at the couple. "Would you like to know the gender of your baby?"

The two paused, exchanging glances. They shared a smile, and Hermione squeezed his hand before speaking.

"So, what happened?" Ginny asked, jumping about as she arrived at her best friend's house. Malfoy was off doing work as an Auror as usual after the appointment, and she was left with her bubbly, redheaded friend. "What gender is the baby?"

"Calm down Ginny, you've only just arrived!"

"I know, I know, but I'm just so excited. You harassed me about the gender of my first two children too. Merlin knows what will happen if I decide to have a third."

"Are you thinking about having another child?"

She shrugged. "I don't know Hermione, and that's not the reason we're here now! Come on, I want to know- did you ask about the baby or not?"

The brunette nodded, biting her lip. Ginny got excited and started clapping. "Good! So, what is it? A boy or girl?"

"Well…"

"Well? Well what?"

Hermione laughed, holding up two fingers. "Well, our children will be quite happy together."

Her eyes widened. "No way… two?! You're not serious Hermione- you're having twins!?"

She nodded, before her friend threw her arms around her. They wiggled, jumping happily together.

"Did Draco have a heart attack then?"

The brunette laughed. "Only a little. A boy and a girl will be a lot to handle."